Слушать этот музыкальный файл Gentle words, had been my weapons 
careful openness and fragile honesty 
had gradually begun to slowly win him over ... - 
and somehow had lured him here. 
Despite my obvious display of defect 
my miserable frailty, 
of which I never made a secret 
I disarmed him with my sincerity 
that never waned, despite the laughter 
of public insult, ridicule 
not even when confessing meant 
turning myself into a wretched fool. 
Some men are like chocolate 
but most of them are like shit 
and if you don't have the experience 
to spot that tiny difference 
you're likely to fall for all of it. 
In secret, on those rare occasions 
when no living soul was near, 
no eyes, no ears, no other people 
were around to see or hear 
so there was no danger of some chance intruder 
to doubt his manliness and strength ... - 
then suddenly his words grew gentler. and his gestures slightly changed. 
He did not seem to mind my presence at all 
came even closer of his own accord, 
yet still he veiled each subtle revelation 
in rough-cut gowns of what we call 
the "ACCIDENTAL TOUCH" 
Some men can truly be like chocolate 
but most of them are more like shit, 
and if you don't have the experience 
to spot that tiny difference 
you're very likely to fall for all of it 
Alas, some men are like chocolate 
but most of them are like SHIT 
and if you don't have the experience 
to spot that subtle difference 
you're likely to fall 
for only the promise of a kiss.